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The treeman chase was repeated outside Wowye City, until his spirit was stopped.

Boom! As soon as he stopped, the roots of the wutong tree struck his back.

"Where did this little demon come from? How dare he make a ruckus in the Wowfield City?" A sect member dressed in a white robe shouted loudly.

"Get lost. When this Phoenix came, your ancestor was still not enlightened. " The divine might of the Heavenly Phoenix surged up to the sky with an awe-inspiring aura. There was no other way. The old monster's words were as solid as they were.

He was really scolding. The moment he opened his mouth, he immediately greeted the Old Ancestor. Who would be able to receive such insults from a little demon that had yet to take form?

"It doesn't matter if you're a Houtian or a Xiantian expert, today I will refine your demon essence." Before the fight began, the white-robed Fa Zong did not forget to reply sarcastically.

Although the heavens are apocalyptic, those demons that took human form before the apocalypse are able to take human form once they take form. Only those who were retarded would be able to open their minds after a tribulation and slowly cultivate and take form. They were visually ridiculed as "creatures born after birth". How powerful was it? Without the protection of the ancestors, it could take human form.

As for the 'ancestor', it was not the ancestor who possessed a body, but some low level demon clan members who were unable to obtain the bloodline inheritance and were born in their original form. Such people were a joke in the eyes of the world. Not a single one of the million demons could be found here.

You've met the True Ancestor! Not only was she the ancestor of the Phoenix, she was also very likely to be the ancestor of the world. It was not a wutong tree but a tree that had created the world. All of them had a headache. Could a heavenly tribulation that hadn't changed for trillions of years have appeared in advance? Impossible, within the limits of his understanding, even if he were to die eighteen times, he wouldn't meet with a calamity. According to the theory of evolution, his time, including his present time, was still at its end. The world had just begun to recover.

They had always been confused by the domineering auras of the Divine Phoenix Sect. It was only natural and right that they were still alive, only fifty thousand years old. They had at least eighty thousand years of longevity. The fact that the Progenitor could not be exterminated was not an exaggeration. Even after 80,000 years, there was still the Soul Shifting Technique. However, their lifespan dropped from one year to one year. This was how the number of Heaven's Birth was calculated until the ancestor's lifespan returned to zero. A calamity had struck the heavens and the earth, and all life had been destroyed. The punishment of the heavenly tribulation was those who destroyed the Tree of Creation.

These were things that the Spirit had never considered. He only wanted to establish his career and establish peace for future generations. Now, he felt that he had discovered a conspiracy. The only people that he wanted to destroy were the ones that destroyed the huge tree. All the people in the world were innocent.

The conspiracy theory had poisoned him so deeply that he suddenly thought of a monster in the Southern Wasteland, a man with the head of a bird who had refined a square god. This fellow was like a loyal general of conspiracy theories, proclaiming the conspiracy theories of heaven and earth all day long. He even seriously said that the great calamity was only a small calamity. One day, a true great calamity will erupt, and then the world will be destroyed. In short, this set of events had fooled quite a few believers.

Who knew what kind of faith power this fellow extracted to help him refine it into a soul close to that of the Ancestor. To put it bluntly, he wanted to be an ancestor. To be met by both the spirit and spirit, to be killed without hesitation, to destroy the corpse and god.

"Ling Du would never have thought that he would have the same thought one day, but he really did see the return of the ancestor." Should I release him? " That was a problem.

He only thought for a moment that the battle of Divine Phoenix was over. The first soul of the sect that had yet to report its name had returned to the west, and the seventh soul had scattered. He was so dead that he didn't even feel pain. It was instantly burnt to ashes.

"Ling Jie, you idiot, why did you bring me here?"

How did I become an idiot? Ling Jie said, "Do you have to be angry at a junior?"

"How about it? I'm narrow-minded and can't bear to see someone using the Spirit Communication Technique. "Otherwise, I will give you countless troubles." As he spoke, he set fire to the city walls.

Hehe, do I still fear trouble? Ling Jun smiled sinisterly: "Be careful that the little monster kills you through the air."

"Scared?" The three foot tree was just like an inexhaustible source of fire. In an instant, they were surrounded by the city guards. "Insolent demon, die!" Bang! Bang! Bang! A string of sword light spells flew towards Sky Phoenix.

Boom! Everyone was hit, but their attacks were all swallowed up without a single trace remaining.

"Ignorant youngsters, I'll return it to you all." Bang! The sword rays that had originally disappeared completely exploded with spells. Immediately following that was the wails of the guards and the sound of them landing on the ground.

Twenty clansmen were killed instantly! The passersby couldn't help but stop in their tracks. There was something strange about this tree demon.

"Have the little monster come out and talk to me." Sky Phoenix immediately called out, "Zhao Meng." Who was this Chi Meng? Never heard of it. He hadn't even heard of the existence of a spirit, so how many people in the world would know of his existence?

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who it was looking for.

Uh, an unexpected harvest. I can directly go to the higher-ups of the Divination Hall. Ling Jun was speechless. Tian Feng is currently one with me, how much ability does she have? Infinite. The Tree of Creation was able to continuously absorb spiritual energy. She was simply an endless divine tool for battle. He really wanted to swallow the small tree in front of him.

"If you dare to come to the Wangye to cause trouble, all of you will die for sure. "Call for help." Swoosh. Bang. A six-edged ice flower exploded in the sky. This was the emergency summoning order of the Divination Hall.

There was a good show to see. Two maniacs who had eaten a leopard's gall came to the Wowfield to cause trouble. You guys are even better than Emperor Yongsheng and the Heavenly Court's Emperor?

A broken spear, a small tree, a sick man. Three suicides. Just as everyone was waiting for the show to begin, Ling Jun's actions caused them to cough out blood. Ah, he's actually picking up something …

To rob! Madness, poverty, madness. Come to the wild to kill and pick up treasures in broad daylight... What kind of rhythm was this? The world wasn't that chaotic. How could a person leave something for offline? No!

The dead picked up the things, and those who weren't dead picked up too. Or pick it up? Indeed. Whoever he walked to was dead. Alright, now that we have opened our eyes, you all are doomed.

"Don't embarrass my people." The Heavenly Phoenix is about to collapse, how poor were you in your previous life …

The Spirit had swept through thirteen people and found not much useful information. Wasn't the Prophecy Hall the place where all the news gathered? He was prepared to continue. He should at least send him a communication jade chip.

Gathering information with a low cultivation was a difficult task, if it was the emperor then searching would be easy. Although they were only collecting information, they would not let go of their possessions. Any waste would be shameful. After years of fighting, he knew the importance of resources. In the future, he would have an enormous army, and the expenses would be quite terrifying. The so-called 'fine streams do not form rivers or seas'.

It was an iron-like fact that the great army had never grown a blade of grass nor left a single piece of armor behind. A single silver coin was essential to a general.

Haha, even the Treant couldn't bear to watch any longer. Everyone burst out in laughter, and without even paying attention to their surroundings, they walked towards the fourteenth person.

"What do you want?" The man dragged his bloodied leg and backed off in a hurry. I've also lived for seventy to eighty years, cultivated into a sword faction, and relied on the Hall of Prophecy, how could I have been robbed at my doorstep? Where did these two bandits come from? Was the world really that chaotic? I can't figure it out...